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Mission - Kill Xiong Er

"Roasted bear paw??"

Qi Liang's mouth twitched slightly. Although he had no objection to these three words, no matter what this old lady was, she had been alive before. Just thinking about the old lady's face made Qi Liang feel a bit disgusted.

But Zhao Ke didn't care about these. He was indeed hungry. After all the fuss, he wasn't made of iron. His stomach had been growling for a while.

"But... there's meat, right? I think it tastes good."

Seeing Zhao Ke holding two bloody bear paws and thinking that Zhao Ke was going to eat them, Qi Liang felt goosebumps all over his body.

He quickly pointed to the big pot on the stove, where pieces of meat were stewing, still emitting a strong fragrance.

"Ugh!!"

Hearing Qi Liang's words, Chen Jing, who was beside him, not only didn't feel hungry but also turned black in the face. Without explaining, she rushed to the door and continued to vomit.

Zhao Ke rolled his eyes, not knowing whether to say that Qi Liang was really stupid or naive.

Ignoring Qi Liang's nonsense, Zhao Ke walked to the stove and looked at the boiling pot of meat. Then he glanced back at Qi Liang, who was still standing foolishly there.

With a smirk, Zhao Ke flipped the edge of the pot with his hand, "Bang..." The boiling pot on the stove fell to the ground with a bang.

Suddenly, soup and meat spilled out from the pot, making a mess all over the floor. The whole room was filled with a strong aroma.

"I..."

Seeing this, Qi Liang's expression changed, and he suddenly felt angry. He was about to step forward to argue with Zhao Ke.

Suddenly, Qi Liang felt something under his foot. He lowered his head and saw a piece of cooked meat rolling at his feet.

At first, Qi Liang didn't see it clearly. He just felt that there were many bones on this piece of meat. However, when he lifted his foot, Qi Liang's face froze.

Perhaps because it had been cooked for too long, the meat had completely disintegrated. The pale toe bones protruded from under the flesh, and even the toenails were visible.

"This..."

Looking at the piece of meat under his foot, Qi Liang's eyes widened, and when he looked at Li Hongbing in the pickling jar without limbs, his face turned green in an instant.

"Ugh!!"

Qi Liang was the kind of person who realized things too late. He vomited more violently than Chen Jing beside him. For a while, the room was filled with a sour and refreshing smell, making even Zhao Ke couldn't help but cover his nose and quickly leave the room.

The room was unbearable. Zhao Ke simply picked up a few sticks of firewood from the firewood pile outside, lit a fire, and sat alone in the yard, dealing with the two bear paws in his hands.

"You knew it already?"

At this moment, Chen Jing also walked out. The cold wind eased her nausea a bit. Seeing Zhao Ke sitting in front of the fire, her face turned cold, and she walked up to him to question him.

Zhao Ke didn't speak but put the bear paws on the grill. He didn't bother to peel them with his fruit knife but roasted them with the skin on.

"I'm asking you!" Chen Jing was annoyed to see Zhao Ke ignoring her. At this moment, when Zhao Ke put down the bear paws, she couldn't wait for him to apologize to her. However, as Zhao Ke raised his hand...

"Slap!"

A loud slap rang out, catching Chen Jing off guard. The burning pain on her face made her mind go blank.

"i***t!"

Zhao Ke stared at Chen Jing and spat out a word coldly. He couldn't help but feel disappointed with this psychologist's vigilance.

Yes, he chose to travel with them, but that didn't mean they were his companions. It didn't mean he had to take care of them like a nanny. On the contrary, Zhao Ke valued their utility. If they had no value or became a burden, they would become the next white-collar worker left in the bushes.

"You're supposed to be a psychologist. Since you already acknowledged Scarface's words before, you should know that this place is definitely not some rural paradise. It's in the wilderness, with no vegetable gardens or pigsties nearby. Anyone could tell that something was wrong with such a big pot of meat. Don't blame me for not reminding you. I'm not your father."

From the moment he entered, Zhao Ke suspected that there was something wrong here partly because of his keen sense of smell, which could detect the covered-up smell of blood.

But even without relying on his sense of smell, as a chef, he could easily discern the ingredients and flavors. He could tell what kind of meat was in the bowl at a glance.

"You!"

First, she was inexplicably slapped, and now she was being scolded by Zhao Ke like this. Chen Jing felt as if her chest was blocked by a stone. But when she looked into Zhao Ke's eyes and saw the disappointment, she suddenly felt a chill, as if ice water was pouring down from her head, and she shivered involuntarily.

"Ugh!"

At this moment, Qi Liang crawled out of the room, rolling and crawling. Seeing the blackened bear paws on the bonfire, with the burnt hair emitting a pungent burnt smell, Qi Liang's stomach couldn't help but churn again.

However, soon, this burnt smell was replaced by another fragrance. Zhao Ke took down the charred bear paws, tore off the burnt skin like peeling corn, and continued to roast them on the fire.

The bear's skin was thick, and after roasting, the meat inside became even softer. Zhao Ke roasted the bear paws on the fire just to make it easier to peel off the skin.

After applying some seasoning he found in the kitchen and continuing to grill them on the fire, the golden fat started to drip onto the charcoal, filling the air with a rich aroma.

Even though Qi Liang and Chen Jing didn't have much appetite, they couldn't help but stare eagerly at the bear paws in Zhao Ke's hands, smelling the fragrance.

"Huff, huff..."

Zhao Ke blew on the bear paw, and with a twist of his hand, the thick joints and muscles were torn apart. Taking a bite, the fat splashed out from both sides. Without chewing, the meat seemed to melt in his mouth.

"The taste is not bad, but the meat is a bit tough."

Zhao Ke nodded. Bear paws were considered a delicacy, and if it weren't for the meat being a bit tough, it would have been more delicious.

Seeing Zhao Ke enjoying the food so much, Qi Liang and Chen Jing could only stare blankly. They had basically vomited up everything they had eaten before, and their stomachs were already rebelling.

But even if they could eat, they wouldn't be able to swallow it down. Not to mention eating the meat they had eaten before, just witnessing the whole process was unbearable. If they could still eat at this moment, it would be truly miraculous.

"Pervert!"

Watching Zhao Ke devour the two bear paws in an instant, Chen Jing couldn't help but make a psychological assessment of Zhao Ke. In the end, she concluded that the man in front of her was either a fool or a pervert, with Chen Jing leaning more towards the latter.

"What the hell, how do we leave this place? Didn't Scarface say that as long as we find the key, we can leave?" Qi Liang sat on the ground, scratching his messy hair. They had been struggling from day to night, and they still hadn't found the so-called task. They were getting anxious and starting to lose their minds.

"I'll go in and take a look." Chen Jing couldn't hold back her impatience anymore. She stood up, suppressing the nauseating smell of meat, and stepped into the room. As soon as she entered the room, she subconsciously glanced at the corpse of the old lady. This glance made Chen Jing's heart tighten abruptly.

"Ah!"

Hearing Chen Jing's scream, Qi Liang was first stunned, then immediately got up and rushed inside. However, his speed was noticeably slower. Before he could climb up, Zhao Ke had already rushed into the room.

With a silver fruit knife in hand, Zhao Ke strode into the room. He saw Chen Jing standing there, pointing at the old lady who had turned into a corpse on the ground.

"As soon as I came in, I... saw the blood words on the ground." Following Chen Jing's finger, Zhao Ke's face couldn't help but stiffen. He saw a line of blood words in front of the old lady's body, which had appeared at some point.

【Task: Kill Xiong Er!】

【Task Prompt: Xiong Er is like his mother, but it's the strong Xiong Er who is stronger than his mother. Kill him, or... be killed by him.】

Although the writing appeared at some point, it was certain that this was the task they were looking for.

"Xiong Er? Who's Xiong Er?" Qi Liang also walked in at this time. Seeing the line of blood words on the ground, he couldn't help but wonder.

"He's her son. Don't you remember? She mentioned it before, she still has a son. Most likely, the task refers to him." Zhao Ke reminded.

"But... kill someone again?" Chen Jing and Qi Liang's expressions became unnatural when they heard about killing someone again. Normally, they wouldn't even dare to kill a cat or a dog, let alone a person. Previously, Qi Liang had only resorted to hitting the old lady with a stool when he was desperate. Now, if they were really asked to kill someone, they felt extremely uncomfortable.

"They're not human! Have you ever seen a person turn into a bear? They're almost like monsters." Although the old lady and the powerful monsters that could control the wind and rain in his impression were far apart, what was certain was that they were not human.

Then Zhao Ke pointed to Li Hongbing in the pickling jar beside him and said, "If you don't want to keep him company, it's best not to hold onto any illusions."

"We understand the reasoning, but what should we do? Don't forget, just this old guy almost took our lives a moment ago. If it's his son, can the three of us really kill him?" Qi Liang expressed his concern. Previously, even though he had hit the old lady so hard that the stool shattered, it only made the old lady stagger. If it were her son, the three of them would probably be no match for him.

Zhao Ke glanced at the large teapot on the table, walked over, picked up the teapot, sniffed carefully, then looked at the corpse of the old lady. His eyes lit up. "Then let's make a bet."

"A bet?" Qi Liang walked over, looking puzzled, wanting Zhao Ke to explain more clearly. He reached out to pat Zhao Ke's shoulder and said, "Explain it clearly, how do we... puft!" Before he could finish his sentence, Qi Liang's eyes widened. He saw the silver fruit knife in Zhao Ke's hand, which was embedded in his own thigh.